Last Stand Poems - Poems about Last Stand

So now I must write For not to, is unfathomable As finally it stands within sight My story welcomes the improbable Engulfed by my phantom I cling hysterically, to the unknown Should this life had been a sitcom The applause would had been renown In the eclipse of it all As greatness obscures the anxiety I pause and esteem the heeded call Right here,...

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Maude’s Last Stand (Rage, Rage, Rage against the dying of the light - Dylan Thomas ) They put me on the second floor Now uniforms pass by my door Starched and stiff they bristle by Sometimes I’ll catch the nurse’s eye The sister speaks to her clip board “How are we today then Maude”? I’m a subject now for observation A...

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Down by the pond, you know, the one behind the bare hedgerow, a pond dug out as a feature, for condominiums to surround, as if they just had to have, a basic single nozzle fountain, and an ornamental plastic swan just to off-set the isolation and disassociation that comes with the last urban hold-out you will ever own or know....

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Last night in my slumber I saw destruction and death It wasn’t caused by the riots, heroin or meth There was no discrimination, no discernible math It laid waste to all that stood in its path It rained fire in the east and then quickly moved west Many were consumed, our worst and our best It had no empathy, it scorched...

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The king was recruiting, He needed brave knights, To protect all his wealth and his land, And seek if he could, someone who would succeed, And was worthy of his daughter’s hand. A leader, a nobleman, brave to the last, Who was always the first volunteer, His armour had blood on but it wasn’t his, Cos he really did not have a...

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I need to break out, I need to break through, It’s all about me and squat about you. Lord let me shine, put me to test Show them my mettle, my very true best. I’m in this to win, don’t stand in my way, I’ve always been great to make voter’s sway, I’ll do and I’ll say whatever I need, My ultimate...

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An ancient twilight tree now stands alone with weakened cries of olden creak and groan; winter’s rattling winds do rise and shake it - in stark silhouette shriveled and reaching wizened limbs thirst for Mercy beseeching; prides the deep roots he laid down that did knit - Nature bemoans as old oak's overblown. Susan Ashley November 29, 2018 ~ Second Place ~ Contest:...

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I stand in defense of decorum and civility Spirited debates over a cup of tea I'm a staunch supporter of the art of statesmanship To be worthy of my fealty To gain my unwavering loyalty You must possess integrity and have a guileless lip I will demand no less I will cross swords with the best To ensure our cause stay pure and...

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Evil's domination undisturbed will remain unless goodness decides to make its stand! (c) Demetrios Trifiatis 19 July 2016...

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I climbed the mountains, I've trodden the plains I walked in the scorching sun and also the rains I reached far ends and may be crossed the lines Through the fangs and sometimes tides But luck goes to he who keeps alive For it's the wages of every persistent strive And the passing of time brought me to my best love Sh'ld...

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Who was it that has sent you here this day? Timed with chance by a wronged man's suspicions. An accurate surprise shot you this way. It was quick like me shutting this small book. Death before repentance on back slide slope. Smoother than oil drops on honeycomb's hook. Left with regrets measured by hourglass sand. So it is by this...

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Be not so quick To announce our death Set aside your shovel and your spade There will be no burial here Not as long as these lips have words to form Or there are tales to be spun From these withered hands Yes, we have been quiet Overwhelmed by today’s clutter You live too fast We speak But you have no time to hear You can not...

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No more need to really ever stare Rarely see a lady fair Gone are days when to be was bold You Eyed them all But now we're old Funny how the years flew by Same white clouds Same blue sky Just see with eyes And aging bones The babes pass by Now they have their hand held phones And when this fair sex passes by I always smile My...

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When Sitting Bull and Colonel Custer were locked in mortal battle, And with arrows flying and heard was the muskets' fearsome rattle, Finally surrounded and when all hope was lost, Custer was heard to say, "You must be bull sittin'...

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When a horse is on his knee Don't shoot him till he stands One so proud, a final plea Is his to stay your hands Will you drag him when he's dead Should you tear his flesh and mane Leave him there to shed His glory in the rain For when the clouds have risen His figure leaves his voice Painted in the...

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